happyfish

I'm this strange combination of lonely and irritable. I want to be around people, and held, and yet being around people annoys me. Maybe it's just because I went to a pub after practice tonight, and was thus surrounded by a large number of loud, drunk people. Maybe it's because I'm getting over a week of being in a hermit-funk. Seriously, if I had no other obligations for all of last week I'd just stay home - do homework or watch Doctor Who. I think I finished season three just in a week.

I don't feel as stressed out as I did when the parents were here though. Which is good. Trevor's living with me now. He came over tonight, and moving all the rest of his stuff in Saturday. It sort of happened quickly. He asked yesterday, but it's not like I can say no. I know he's been going through a tough time right now, and having a room of his own and space of his own will doubtless help him get better.

I wish it were spring. Really spring, with green grass and flowers. I'm so sick of living in a brown, dust-covered city.



Fuck I need to get laid.

Winter holidays went way too quickly. It was like I'd never left the school at all. Still, I got lots of sleep in, and the down time was very much needed. It's nice to be back at school again. The parents are gone, and I've the freedom that only comes from no-one calling you constantly wondering if you'll be home for supper. :/ I must remember to relish it; they'll be back again soon enough.

Trev had his surgery last week. Actually, almost everything ended up happening on the sixth. Kait left, my parents left, it was the first official day of school, AND Trevor had his surgery. I think I went grocery shopping. Maybe. I'd said good-bye to Kait the day before, after spending most of the afternoon at the Blue Howse. It was weird to see all the artwork gone and her bedroom almost completely empty. Sad. Still, I managed to not cry, neither when we were actually saying good-bye, nor at work afterwards. So that was good. Saved my man-steriour and all. XD

I went over to Lyn's on Sunday, to talk about something she wants to work on, and to see Trevor for the first time since his operation. It was his chest surgery, so now he's pretty much done his transition. I am both really happy for him, and kind of jealous. It's a little scary, too, 'cause he says it's the most pain he's ever been in, and he's been in a LOT of pain before. Not looking forward to that part of my surgery, but it'll be so worth it in the end.

But, I digress. I hung out at Lyn's all day Sunday, pretty much. Got to see Trevor's chest once most of the people left (which looks fucking awesome!), and had some really good conversations with Lyn. Sherina drove both Trevor and me home that evening, 'cause we were both going up to Edmonton stupid early the next day. I baked a batch of cookies, which apparently makes me look like a mad scientist, and then went to bed sometime around midnight.

I woke up at five. It wasn't pretty. Hobbled around and got ready to go, and then Laura picked us up at around six. We made pretty good time: my appointment was at ten and we were there at nine-thirty. Though poor Trevor felt every single bump on the road. I was pretty nervous once we got to the waiting room. This was the day that I could get my referral in for chest surgery. I was pretty certain I'd get it, but still. This was big. It was alright once we got in there. He asked a lot of the same questions that he did before. Carol was there, er...she's and intern or something? Anyway, she'd never met me before, so she had a few questions, too. Then he asked me if I had any questions, and I said I wanted a referral for surgery.

He said sure. Which is just starting to sort of sink in. I got my referral! I am one step farther along! It's kind of crazy. XD

I booked my next appointment, and then we bummed around for a bit. Trev had to get his drain tubes out in the afternoon. Which he did, and I filmed part of, though the nurse was crabby and wouldn't let us film most of it. I called in to work, saying that there was no way I could make it to work on time, since it was three by then and I had to work at six. Then we drove home.

Not much has happened since then. Been doing lots of thinking. My internet is down; I'm using one of my neighbour's networks. Sh! Don't tell them. I called Telus today, but I can't get a new modem without the account number. And OF COURSE my parents threw out all of the old bills so I don't have it. So I'm ticked off, 'cause this connection sucks and I'd rather use ours. You know, IF IT WORKED.

Anyways, I should go off and do homework like a good student. Just thought I'd try and catch up a bit.

• write AHIS midterm paper
• begin research for AHIS term paper
• reread 'The Yellow Wallpaper'
• email Chris about second English assignment
• create FBRE presentation
• finish survival garment
• begin brainstorming Wunderkammern (or however you spell it) project ideas
• read MYN bylaws
• practice for FM
• return library books
• go grocery shopping
• look into Show and Sale?
• get a new student ID card

I'm also hanging with Kait on Thursday (glee), and I want to drag Trevor to a movie or something. Perhaps Coraline. We'll see. It looks interesting, and I'm always a fan of stop-motion animation.

The next couple of months are going to be insane.

The tuition scare was a false alarm. They sent me the letter before they switched my status over to 'sponsored student.' So everything is good, and I can buy groceries and stop panicking about my bank account.

What is it with Fridays? There are four things going on, that I know of. I'm going to try to go to two of them (RHPS at school, and then the farewell-to-Niq's-tits party), but we'll see how it goes. Is it still bad that I miss Trevor after not seeing him for half a week? I'm looking forward to this weekend so much, especially because my English paper will be done by that point. I should be working on it right now. Ahaha. Yay procrastination!

(Well, actually, I'm waiting for supper to be ready, and then I'll start working on it. Only five hundred words. I'm probably not as nervous as I ought to be.)

(I'd rather be watching Torchwood. >.>)

First day of classes today. ACAD200. Seems interesting, although I can' t say much more from just the first class. We'll see. It also seems like a lot of work, but I'm going to be learning stuff I know I need to know in order to be a working artist. I want to go to gallery openings now.

I saw so many people tonight that I haven't seen in months. Eric. Heather. Red. Well, Caitlin, Melis and Lauren I saw (albeit briefly) yesterday when I went to go pay my tuition. But still. It doesn't even feel like I've been out of school for as long as I have. It just feels like we've had a long weekend. I love school. It feels like home. I need to do some serious hanging with people, though. Like, crazy hanging out.

Silkscreening tomorrow. I'm excited! And then there's Fake Mustache, of course. Which should be interesting, considering I have to bring all my drag stuff to school. It'll just be my luck to carry all of my crap to school only to have my instructor dismiss us early. But we'll see. And I'd rather be safe than sorry.

And if there's any sort of drama tomorrow night I'm going to be rather unimpressed. I don't see why people think they can treat my best friend like shit and I'll still be friends with them and act like they didn't do anything wrong. I don't know. There's been a lot of immaturity going on. I don't want to bring any of it up; who needs more drama? But I'm kind of getting sick of it. Grow up people. We're not in fucking high school anymore.